Joy Lovelet Crawford (December 8th 1963 / Montego Bay, St. James, Jamaica. W.I)
A Call for Guidance
Oh Lord, inspire me and inspire me now
Is it wrong to release your light and wisdom?
For at times, it is used to lighten up the pathway of darkness to open the way of doom
Oh Lord, enlighten me, enlighten me now
How to stop the pain and responsibility that one feels
To have opened the bottle for the genie to come out
Is it by weeping tears of penance or by educating the light to shine into your pathway?
Is it by enduring sleepless nights or by praying you’ll capture the light to shine upon the world?
Guide me oh
Lord, guide me now.
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